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"Wait! Please spare his life!"

As Yang Xiaoman's words echoed throughout the Black Wind Mountain stronghold, a majestic voice came from behind the bandits.

The bandits quickly turned around and made way for them.

Yang Xiaoman narrowed her eyes. Such a grand display...

The newcomer must be the leader of the Black Wind Mountain bandits!

When Lu Yidao walked in front of the bandits with his silver ring sword, he was stunned when he saw Yang Xiaoman and his group not far away. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he was still taken aback.

Especially when his gaze fell on the broken knife in his third brother's hand, his pupils contracted sharply.

Just how fierce must the battle have been for even the third brother's sword to be shattered into such a terrible state?!

But it seems that only the third brother and his group suffered a terrible fate.

The little girl in front of me, who was only seven or eight years old, had no injuries whatsoever, and wasn't even covered in dust.

"Big brother, save me!"

Upon seeing Lu Yidao appear, Liu Heidao, whose face had been ashen, seemed to have found his pillar of support and shouted excitedly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman was about to issue a warning with a cold face when she saw the bald, burly man not far away raise his hand to stop her and say loudly:

"Third brother, don't panic. Miss Yang is just teasing you."

"She came up the mountain today to get money to ransom someone, not to fight us to the death, so why would she kill you?"

"If she wanted to kill you, you would probably be dead by now."

Upon hearing this, Liu Heidao's face immediately fell. What do you mean by "just kidding"?

Has my brother lost his mind?

If he had arrived any later, and the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed, he would have really died under Yang Xiaoman's butcher's knife!

Yang Xiaoman snorted coldly, "The chief is right, I have already brought the money."

"As long as you hand over my sister Aning, I have no intention of making enemies with you all, and I will release the Third Master and descend the mountain immediately."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Meng, standing behind Lu Yidao, frowned and lowered his voice to remind him:

"Brother, are we really going to let these two sisters go? The men sent by that man surnamed Shen said they must take their lives, not leave a single survivor!"

Lu Yidao glanced at him sideways and replied expressionlessly:

"Are we just going to stand by and watch our third brother die a horrible death at the hands of a butcher?"

Zhou Meng opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

"This girl is strange. Unless you are absolutely certain you can kill her, there's no need to offend her too much."

"Let me reiterate: save our third brother's life first. As for that man surnamed Shen, we can ignore him or not. He's just a pawn; we don't take him seriously!"

"Besides..."

At this point, Lu Yidao changed the subject, his eyes shining with a hint of brilliance.

"I also want to see just how capable this eldest daughter of the King of Knives Yang really is!"

"Even the third brother was easily defeated by her blade. I underestimated her before. This little girl's swordsmanship... is probably not far from my own!"

hiss!

Zhou Meng gasped in disbelief, staring blankly at Lu Yidao in front of him.

"Big brother, you're not kidding, are you?"

"This little girl is only seven years old. How can she be compared to you? Although Third Brother suffered a loss under her blade, it was probably because he underestimated her and didn't take her seriously, which led to his defeat."

"If they really go all out, the outcome is still uncertain!"

Beside him, Liang Wu nodded in agreement, "Fourth Brother is right. With Third Brother's skills, he could even hold his own against you, Eldest Brother. How could he possibly lose to a mere young girl?"

Lu Yidao shook his head with a stern face. "I don't think so."

Just by looking at the broken knife in his third brother's hand, one could tell that Yang Xiaoman's knife skills were extraordinary.

Besides needing great strength, one must also be good at using skillful force and discovering weaknesses!

At the same time, Yang Xiaoman frowned imperceptibly as he watched the three leaders whispering above the mountain stronghold.

She felt uneasy and her gaze quietly fell on Lu Yidao.

Why would the leader of Black Wind Mountain be so easy to talk to?

Could it be that this is just a delaying tactic?!

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoman felt a chill run down her spine.

Sensing the sudden murderous aura emanating from beside him, Liu Heidao's body trembled violently.

His first instinct was to run away! But he didn't dare to run away!

After witnessing the little girl's swordsmanship firsthand, he no longer regarded Yang Xiaoman as a seven-year-old girl.

He was a powerful swordsman whose skills were no less than those of his own boss!

So even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to make any small moves at this moment.

The only thing they could do was pray that the eldest brother would bring back the little girl he had kidnapped the night before.

Just as Yang Xiaoman's murderous intent surged, a commotion was faintly heard from the rear of the mountain stronghold.

Not long after, a burly man carrying a machete walked to the front.

Behind him followed Yang Xiaoning, who looked timid.

She was covered in dust and dirt, with two lines of tears still wet on her face, and her bright eyes were filled with fear.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaoning caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in front of her, and her eyes widened involuntarily.

His face immediately lit up with wild joy, "Little... Little Man?!"

The next second, her expression suddenly changed drastically.

Because she saw her own daughter, Xiaoman, holding her father's butcher knife, held it to the neck of a burly man.

She recognized the latter, who was known as the head of the household.

"Sister Xiaoman! Run!"

As her choked, fearful voice rang out, Yang Xiaoman suddenly realized what was happening.

Seeing that her younger sister was safe and sound, she finally breathed a sigh of relief as if waking from a dream.

"Xiao Ning, don't be afraid."

"I'm here to take you home."

Beside him, Liu Heidao gritted his teeth in resentment, still wanting to go home?

If he doesn't tear these two sisters to pieces later, how will he ever have the face to stay in Black Wind Stronghold again?

The dignified third leader was being coerced by a seven-year-old girl. If word got out, where would he put his face?!

"real?!"

Yang Xiaoning's eyes brightened, and she asked hesitantly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman nodded heavily, then looked at Lu Yidao and said:

"Boss, I've delivered the ransom, fifty taels of silver, not a penny less."

As she spoke, she pointed to the sack at the front that contained the silver.

"Now, shouldn't you release my sister?"

"I guarantee here that if my sister and I get down the mountain safely, we will definitely release the third leader."

"Please rest assured, Chief, I think that in the entire Shahe County, no one would dare to deceive Black Wind Mountain Stronghold."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yidao maintained a faint smile on his face, then gently shook his head.

This caused Yang Xiaoman's face to darken suddenly.

"Getting down the mountain safely is not that easy."

"Black Wind Mountain Stronghold isn't a place you can just roam and leave as you please!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoman stared coldly at Lu Yidao, "Then what do you want?"

The latter swung his silver ring blade and slashed fiercely at the air in front of him, making a rustling sound as it cut through the air.

"It's very simple."

"If you can withstand three of my blows, I will let you go!"